A Call from My Son Changed Everything: ‘Mommy, I’m Afraid. Come Home

You don’t expect your world to tilt at 2:25 on a Friday. But that’s when my phone lit up with my six‑year‑old’s voice, barely a whisper: “Mommy… I’m afraid.” I froze. “Ben? What’s wrong?” “She was standing… then she wasn’t. I tried to help, but Ruby won’t wake up.” Ruby, our sweet babysitter, only twenty‑one….

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